A Confession and a Plan

Wells…I’ve gained some back. Not a lot, but enough that I can tell. And enough that pants that were comfy a month ago, are now too tight on my legs. Do I blame the drier? Sure. But, I know the truth.

I’ve struggled all year to really be focused and eating right for longer than two weeks at a time. And then, I got super stressed about two or three weeks ago and wasn’t sleeping, so the downward spiral started.

When I don’t sleep, I have no self-control. I eat whatever. And for that week of stress, I lived on chocolate and Vanilla Coke Zero. Among other bad food choices.

I’m not whining. I just know I’ve lost some control in this area. I’m not upset with myself. That’s life.

But, I know I can do better. And I know if I don’t do this NOW, I’ll regret it when I’m at Disney in June and uncomfortable in my clothes. And, then the beach. And anywhere. Etc Etc.

The plan:

a. No sugar
– I did it last Fall and I felt great. It took a few days and the cravings went away. I’m still not looking forward to this, though.

b. 1 diet soda a week
– I should probably have a real soda, but whatevs. I’m not cutting these out for good. I think one a week is a decent compromise.

c. No more “sneaking” junk food. A slice of Reid’s pizza here and there, some of Jack’s goldfish or leftover chicken nuggets.

d. Eat on plan with what I know works for my body.

e. New workout plan. Having the plan makes me more apt to stick to it, rather than simply saying workout.